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Lois pulled into the parking lot by the lake, and couldn’t help but smile wryly. She hadn’t been out here all summer—in a couple summers, really. Work just took so much time these days, after all.

After a quick check to make sure her favorite local microbrew was still in a cooler in front of the back of the passenger seat, she turned off the car. (The cooler really was just in case; after all, this was Smallville; no harm in having a little extra for dinner after, just in case all he had was the couple bottles left over from the last time she was at the farm.) She ran one last inventory in her head: wrap skirt easy to dispose of, check; sun-screen: check; swimsuit on to maximize water-time: check; beach ball to toss with the kid: check; towel: check; sunglasses: check; water and snacks: check; second cooler of ice cream in the trunk which would totally get broken into early whatever Clark said: check. But I refuse to tell him this was the best idea he’s had in a while. Don’t want it going to his head.

Grabbing the bag of gear from the seat next, she slid out of the car, scanning the lake area for Clark. He would be much easier to spot than the sproglet, after all. Finally she spotted him and started trotting in their general direction. “Yo, Smallville!”

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Both her laugh and her voice were faintly mocking--not unlike in the earliest days of their friendship, or maybe acquaintance, before they even admitted to being friends.

"What, you expected fair from me, farm boy?" she taunted, refusing to relent. At this point she was, after all, winning the Tickle War. She was not planning on relinquishing that ground any time soon.

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It wouldn't do to teach Conner to play unfairly, so Clark turned his head toward him and then nodded at Lois. "Let's show Lois how we play fairly." Conner hopped down and dove into the water, then popped up on Lois's other side.

"My turn," Clark said with a smirk, stretching his fingers before wading closer.

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Lois just barely restrained herself from cursing in surprise (she knew Clark didn't really appreciate her occasional slip into language, especially not around little Conner), and her eyes narrowed.

"Oh, really?" she half-snarled playfully. Going for Conner would not be strategically helpful here--Clark could just get her from behind.

So, in an attempt to escape this before getting captured, Lois dove under the water herself, hoping to at least knock Clark's legs out from under him and distract him long enough to get away.

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Unfortunately for Lois, Clark's legs were like tree trunks, and they weren't going anywhere. He waited for her to come back up to look at her like 'you really thought that would work?', just shaking his head.

"Cheating doesn't get you anywhere," he reminded her. Conner agreed with him, splashing them both before diving into the water to swim around them.

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Though she was about this close to protesting that so wasn't fair, before realizing she so didn't need him pulling the high ground on her.

"You wanna bet?" she bit back. She dove under the water again, and reached instead for Conner's ankle to tickle his foot. At least the sprog was little enough to move.

Of course, that meant turning her back on Clark, but, well, no good way around that anymore.

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As soon as Lois's back was turned, Clark made his move. He put his arms around hers and lifted her out of the water, just as easily as he'd done to Conner earlier.

"This is what happens to cheaters," he said with a triumphant grin.

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Lois was, frankly, half-expecting him to do that. Which is why she immediately tried to ram her elbow into his gut.

Squirming, she did her best to try to kick her way free. "Goddammit, Smallville," she laughed, accidentally forgetting her general rule about trying not to curse around Conner, just to respect Clark's wishes. "Put me down."